Albert Hammond
It Never Rains in Southern California ['89 Version]
Got on board a westbound seven forty-sevenDidn't think before deciding what to doOoh, that talk of opportunities, TV breaks and moviesRang true, sure rang true ...Seems it never rains in southern CaliforniaSeems I've often heard that kind of talk beforeIt never rains in California, but girl, don't they warn ya?It pours, man, it poursI'm out of work, I'm out of my headOut of self respect, I'm out of breadI'm underloved, I'm underfed, I want to go homeIt never rains in California, but girl, don't they warn ya?It pours, man, it poursWill you tell the folks back home I nearly made it?Had offers but didn't know which one to takePlease don't tell 'em how you found meDon't tell 'em how you found meGimme a break, give me a breakSeems it never rains in southern CaliforniaSeems I've often heard that kind of talk beforeIt never rains in California, but girl, don't they warn ya?It pours, man, it pours
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"It Never Rains in Southern California ['89 Version]" as written by Albert/hazlewood Hammond
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